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- Day 397
- Wednesday, May 29, 2024
- ⛅ 17 °C
- Altitude: 52 m
EnglandKidderminster52°23’32” N 2°14’52” W
Kidderminster

When you think about living on a narrowboat, you don't think about mooring outside Sainsburys in Kidderminster as something you really want to do. When you actually live on a narrowboat, this kind of proximity to a large shop is something to be celebrated.
The Staffs and Worcester at Kidderminster runs alongside Crossley retail park. Over the road is Weavers Wharf retail park which flows into the city centre. It's incredibly handy and we brought several trolley loads right up to Rainboat, loading supplies from Sainsburys and Pets at Home in through the side hatch.
If you take the time to look, Kidderminster has some beautiful buildings. Two churches can be seen from the canal, as well as a the tall brick chimney and multistorey Slingfield Mill building; once a carpet mill, now a Premier Inn.
Despite the large chain stores dominating the periphery, the town has maintained a thriving centre. It is a great advantage that all areas are within easy walking distance.
A short way back along the towpath lies Stourvale Nature Reserve. Formerly a large industrial estate, the land now has ponds, wetlands, meadows and woodland. The River Stour runs through it and on several days we saw kids swimming.
After taking the dogs on a long walk, we left them on Rainboat and set out to explore the town. Cutting through the market stalls we had a simple, cheap and tasty lunch at The Swan; an old pub opposite the Town Hall which is currently behind hoarding and undergoing major refurbishment.
Another gem to be found in Kidderminster is the Severn Valley Railway. We were taken back in time for a couple of hours on our return journey to Highley. The heritage line runs all the way to Bridgnorth, 16 miles away, but it would have been to long to leave Leo and Tiger. We picked up our pink card tickets at the booking office and looked around the station while we waited. The love and care that goes in to preserving the past here shines through. A stationary carriage has interactive displays to teach us about its former life. One of these is an old whiskey barrel with feely and sniffy holes. Vicky recoiled when she inhaled one, reading a second too late that it was animal poo, to represent the livestock transported. Sticking her hand inside another she felt a large rock. Withdrawing, she saw her fingers smeared with black dust- coal!
We rode in a Harry Potteresque carriage on the way out and in the buffet car on the return. The route followed the Severn, passing fields of red poppies, sheep grazing the hillside and even West Midlands Safari Park! It must be the only railway in the UK with views of rhinoceroses!Read more
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- Day 395
- Monday, May 27, 2024 at 9:46 PM
- 🌙 11 °C
- Altitude: 51 m
EnglandWolverley52°25’20” N 2°14’4” W
Cookley

The journey between Kinver and Cookley was an interesting one. Terraced gardens of Park Homes backed on to a long stretch of the canal and many were full of character.
At one point the channel narrowed to one boat width and the port side bank rose up in a sheer rock face. Rather tricky at the bends with the wind swirling off the rock but we got through eventually.
Cookley High Street had a couple of pubs and an inordinate number food outlets for a village its size. Vicky rested while Will treated himself to a pint. Back on Rainboat we could hear music from somewhere nearby so Will went off to investigate. He called Vicky excitedly from a beer festival in full swing! Six half pints later a very merry Will came rolling back! We rounded off the day with fish and chips 😋
Aside from beer, Cookley had a few nice walking routes, including a track through woodland and short path through a meadow next to the canal. It was good for the dogs (and us) to get off the towpath and do a circular route.Read more
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- Day 393
- Saturday, May 25, 2024 at 11:11 AM
- ☁️ 16 °C
- Altitude: 55 m
EnglandKinver52°26’58” N 2°13’21” W
Kinver

We were both looking forward to visiting the canal at Kinver and reliving the many happy memories of weekends spent walking, cycling, canoeing and having a drink at The Vine.
The day began with a drama as we were about to set off. Vicky was taking the dogs and their dog bags up to the rubbish bin when Leo saw a white goose. Ever since a swan popped its head in through the side hatch Leo has bourne a grudge towards all white waterbirds. A mass of petals had accumulated against the lock gate on top of the water and Leo mistook them as something solid. With a giant leap he sprung from the towpath, only to find himself submerged in cold water. Vicky, Will and two passers-by all called out at once. Leo's sodden head re-emeged and with his little legs paddling furiously he just about managed to keep his chin above water. Will was racing back to Rainboat to fetch his net while Vicky dropped to the ground and stretched as far as she could towards the struggling pup. Luckily it was just far enough and she was able to scoop him up. She was growled at for her efforts as she whisked Leo back to the boat. He did let her dry him little before he protested and began wiping himself on the best throw. We couldn't complain. We were just glad he was ok.
Disappointingly Kinver's canal was taken up with a long line of permanent moorings followed by a long line of one day moorings. We'd hoped to stay longer. Our organised friend Cath had told us that Kinver Market was held the last Saturday of each month so we were able to arrive early and make the most of it. Kinver is a cute village with characterful buildings and a quaint feel. This sunny bank holiday weekend had drawn a good number of visitors and a live band by the clock tower added to the feel good vibe. The butchers, bakers, high end grocers, craft shop, gift shops and cafés all had their doors open. Artisan stalls dotted the high street and alley, culminating in a cluster on the green at the far end. We picked up some over priced samosas and olive focacia for our lunch and some home baked biscuits for the dogs before loading up with some groceries.
Apart from its attractive highstreet, Kinver is famous for dwellings in the red sandstone ridge, rising high above the village. Vicky had never visited these rock houses and Will had last seen them when they were open access and falling into disrepair. Since then the National Trust has taken them over, repairing, restoring and sharing their history.
It was a tiring hike to get there, but worth it. Usually dogs aren't allowed in the houses but with Leo and Tiger in their bags the staff were happy for them to come in.
Of the three levels, only the Holy Austin Rock Houses on the lowest had been restored. They'd been lived in right up until the 1960s. One of the occasional NT volunteers had a grandfather who lived in them and a father who was born here. The middle caves were left to nature and the top level was open for us to wander through the caverns.
We'd have loved to wander along Kinver Edge heathland, with its iron age hill fort, gorse, heather and views over Staffordshire, Shropshire and Worcestershire. However, our legs were aching and time was short. Instead we returned to Rainboat and after a rest we waited for a break in the rain and moved her along to just outside the 1 day moorings. Perhaps we can return in winter when the 1 day limit is suspended and we'll have time to visit The Vine, the village chippy and walk the heathland.Read more

TravelerGreat to see places I know. We used to visit The Navigation and also a pub in Kinver, The Plough & Harrow that was commonly know as The Steps. Good pint of Bathams there. :) Lovely to see the Rock Houses now. I remember them years ago not long after they'd been lived in.

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsI don't think we came accross The Plough and Harrow, perhaps we can explore a little more when the mooring restrictions are suspended over winter. The houses were fascinating, especially Will's recollections of them years ago. Vi x
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- Day 389
- Tuesday, May 21, 2024 at 10:08 PM
- ☁️ 14 °C
- Altitude: 87 m
EnglandStourton52°27’55” N 2°12’14” W
Stourton Junction, Stewpony

We generally don't cruise on consecutive days but wall to wall heavy rain forecast for Wednesday meant we wanted to make the most of the good weather today.
Having been preoccupied with friends visiting we realised we'd forgotten to pick up prescriptions ordered to Wombourne Pharmacy. Will thought his calf could do with a bit of gentle movement, so he cycled back along the towpath to collect them. Luckily everything was in stock and it was a quick trip which helped his leg.
The Navigation at Greensforge Lock was another favourite pub of ours when we lived in Netherton, so we couldn't pass by without stopping for a drink. Leo was on top form and soon became the centre of attention for the couples at the three tables close to us. We really enjoyed chatting with them about the dogs and boat life and left with wide smiles.
The familiar Ashwood Nurseries was just 10 minutes walk along the country lanes so Vicky nipped along and came back with a tiny succulent for indoors and a small rosemary for our rooftop herb garden.
It really was a cruise down memory lane as we passed Ashwood Marina. About 5 years ago we'd met with a broker here to discuss buying a narrowboat at some future point. It feels so strange boating and staying overnight in places we are familiar with walking, cycling and canoeing. We used to inspect moored boats, picking out details we liked and didn't like. Forming an idea of what our perfect boat would be.
It was 17:30 when we eventually arrived near Stourton Junction, ready for a day of relaxing and listening to rain pattering on the roof.
In the evenings the air was busy with bats zipping over the canal and the adjacent River Stour. A few caves have formed in the red sandstone through which the canal runs. These may well be home to one or more colonies. As the darkness deepened the bats were joined by several Tawny Owls. We didn't see them but the Merlin App identified their calls and we could hear their approximate whereabouts in a line of tall Lombardy Poplars.
On Friday we visited our good friends Cath and Paul who have recently moved to a house just a few minutes drive away. Paul was good enough to pick us up so Vicky could save her energy. We were given a grand tour and as expected Cath and Paul had already done a lot to make this beautiful home their own. They layed on a delicious lunch and the time whizzed by as we caught up. Before we knew it it was time to get back to the dogs, but we are looking forward to seeing them again when we return to the West Midlands in the winter.Read more
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- Day 388
- Monday, May 20, 2024 at 3:40 PM
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitude: 76 m
EnglandSwindon52°30’14” N 2°12’7” W
Hinksford

Before departing we took the dogs on a walk up to the nearest small pet and fishing shop in Wombourne. Unfortunately they didn't stock Abby's food or the dog treats we like, but the store keeper did give Leo and Lilly a gravy bone each and have maggots for Will.
A short cruise took us to Sainsburys, from where we struggled back to Rainboat laden with shopping. There haven't been many large supermarkets close to the canal so we took this chance to fill the cupboards.
Vicky didn't have much energy so stayed behind while Will nipped to the Waggon and Horses for a pint and quick bite of hummus and flatbread for lunch. Back when we lived in bricks and mortar we would use it as a base to cycle, walk or paddle from. Will and his old friend Liz Jednorog spent many a happy time here so he was glad to pay a visit once more.
A staircase of 2 and a further 3 locks took us to Hinksford, where we moored under the shade of trees adjacent to Park Homes. A hedge divided the lodges from the towpath so we all had our privacy.
Rest took up the remainder of the day. Will had strained his calf stepping down onto a loose locker lid on the stern from one of the locks. It was pretty painful and we really hoped it wouldn't be a long term injury. The hinge on Rainboat's stern gate had also snapped during the journey so we'd need to find somewhere that would weld it back on 🫤Read more
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- Day 384
- Thursday, May 16, 2024 at 12:13 PM
- ☁️ 15 °C
- Altitude: 86 m
EnglandWest Midlands52°32’27” N 2°11’48” W
Bratch Locks

Another short cruise with three locks saw us mooring at the top of the famous Bratch Locks. When we lived in Netherton we'd parked nearby here and enjoyed a canalside cycle more than once.
The Staffordshire and Worcester Canal is proving to be so much quieter than the Shroppie. Sitting outside during the day we could hear occasional barks from a nearby field with greyhound kennels and runs. On the other side of the adjacent hedge was a large number of horses who we could hear neighing during the night. It was very peaceful.
The following day Will's friends Bryn and Sally came to visit and helped us down the Bratch lock flight. Sally accompanied Vicky at the stern and was brilliant with Leo, chatting away to him while he sat on her lap with a huge grin on his face. The idea had been that Bryn would help Will work the locks, but there were an unheard of six lockies on duty, so he didn't get as much hands on experience as he might have! Neither Bryn nor Sal had been on a narrowboat before and seemed to find it a fun experience.
It was another beautiful day so we left the dogs to rest in the relatively cool boat and walked to The Round Oak for a very tasty burger and chips. Afterwards, we climbed the hill to Wombourne, taking a route past Ounsdale (now Wombourne High School) that Will and his sister attended as teenagers. Contracters were in the midst of demolishing and replacing the buildings.
Luckily the remarkable wavy roofed section was still standing for Will to see. The school grounds run alongside the canal and back in the day pupils had the chance to build a canoe in woodworking classes. They'd then carry it down to the cut to test it out!
By this time the sun was beating down and we were relieved to be able to walk back to Rainboat via a tree covered old railway line. We'd moored her on the opposite bank to the towpath. A swathe of Cow Parsley divided us from a footpath which led up into a local nature reserve. The only people passing us on the bank were fishers and few of them. Three kids came to try fishing for the first time with their parents. They'd been virtual fishing on their Wii and wanted to give the real thing a go. They had no clue and only one rod between them so Will lent them a couple of rods and taught them the basics. They were thrilled when one got a fish and to make it up to the others, Will got them each to land a fish he'd caught.
On Sunday our friend Ade brought his girlfriend Berna over to meet us. It was great to spend some time with him again and we got on well with Berna. Leo was overjoyed with more visitors and Berna really took to Tiger, who snuggled up on her lap and went to sleep.
Ade and Berna each had a go driving Rainboat on a short journey towards the Round Oak, where we moored and had an enjoyable lunch. We hope they'll come back and visit soon!Read more

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsTheir eyes look a bit wonky in the bright light but they are still cute 🤩
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- Day 383
- Wednesday, May 15, 2024
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitude: 101 m
EnglandWest Midlands52°33’50” N 2°12’31” W
Dimmingsdale

A short cruise and three locks took us to Dimmingsdale, near Penn. We only stayed one night as we were meeting friends further down the line, but it was a peaceful and relaxing stay.
Alongside the towpath was a tall hedge hiding a private fishing pond. Opposite us was a short spit of grassland dividing the main canal from a short arm, where five or six boats had leisure moorings. On the spit, a tall old cherry tree shaded a brood of nine Canadian goslings as they busily munched on blades of grass amongst the daisies. They were gorgeous to watch!Read more
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- Day 379
- Saturday, May 11, 2024
- ☁️ 22 °C
- Altitude: 143 m
EnglandTettenhall52°35’40” N 2°9’48” W
Compton Park, Wolverhampton

We started by saying our goodbyes to Jenny and Boy. Travelling along the same stretch of canal has been a real pleasure over the past few weeks. The dogs have loved their visits to The Black Cat so much they have cheekily begun hopping onto other boats to see if there are any nice people to befriend 🙈
Today we'll all cruise to Autherley Junction at the end of the Shropshire Union Canal and joining the Staffordshire and Worcester Canal. Jenny will turn left and head in a northerly direction and we'll go right towards Wolverhampton.
We were in the midst of May's mini heatwave, so set off early(ish) in order to avoid the hottest part of the day. The route showed pleasingly few signs of its proximity to one of the UKs largest conurbations. There was only one little stop lock to do, but Vicky was tired so we moored soon after entering the Staffs and Worcester, by a fairly busy towpath opposite Park Homes.
Will took the bike and explored while Vi rested. He returned having found a lot quieter and more scenic mooring just a mile away. We shuffled on that afternoon, stopping opposite Compton Park, close to Smestow Local Nature Reserve.
Mature trees, incuding Copper Beech lined the opposite bank shading Rainboat from the morning sun.
Will used his bus card to travel the few miles to Sainsburys on the Wolverhampton ring road and we returned the following day to a builders merchants to buy some wooden planks, planning to make a cover for the bath, creating extra surface space.
It felt very strange returning to an area we knew before we were boaters. We even bumped into Big Dave; a friend of Will's son!
A 15 minute walk away was the Oddfellows canalside pub, so we took the dogs for a visit. Will was cheered to see the local Banks's beer on tap but the rest of the experience was disappointing. Despite there being other customers, the place had no atmosphere. Being part of a chain there were no quirky or individual touches. The bartender was friendly but was only really counting the hours 'til their shift ended. Nobody came up to Leo to say hello and we couldn't bare seeing his obvious disappointment as he watched anyone that moved, tense with hopeful anticipation. The Swan wasn't too far away so we decided to give it a go and are so glad we did. A dozen or so men sat chatting in groups in the front room and the bar tender lent his heart to his job. It was a proper welcoming Black Country pub with cobs and pork pies on sale along with the Banks's. Leo caught the eye of one guy and was soon happy as Larry with all the attention and treats being lavished upon him!Read more
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- Day 377
- Thursday, May 9, 2024 at 11:53 PM
- 🌩️ 13 °C
- Altitude: 96 m
EnglandBrewood52°40’36” N 2°10’43” W
Brewood

Tiger Lilly surprised us on today's cruise. In the recent warm dry weather we've been sitting out on the stern with the dogs, encouraging them to become a bit more independent there and settle by themselves. Perhaps this has helped build Tiger's confidence because as we were underway she hopped from Vicky's lap, onto the roof and had a little explore!
Our mooring at Brewood was similar to our last at Wheeton Aston; set within a cutting and arched over by mature trees. We were very grateful for the cooling shade this provided.
Jenny pulled in a couple of boats behind us and Vicky helped her moor up. It's been so nice having her company over the last few weeks and her Lurcher x Malinois Boy, has been really good around Leo, helping him to relax around larger dogs.
The Bridge pub was just 100m along the towpath and a climb up the concrete steps. It was part of a chain but it provided launderette facilities for boaters so we wanted to support it. Things didn't get off to a great start when the bar tender asked Vicky if she wanted ice in her beer, but after we ordered food we became engrossed in playing bar skittles and gin rummy. Our interest eventually waned and we sat waiting for our lunch. The couple sitting nearby were also waiting, playing a trivia game to fend off the boredom. It was at this point the bar tender informed new customers that there was a 40 minute wait for food. When it finally arrived Vicky's salad included the onions she'd asked to be left off and the dribble of quinoa tasted inexplicably of curry. Will's burger wasn't great and neither were cheap. Let's hope our next pub lunch is better!
Back down at the canal we sat at a picnic bench with Jenny, chatting to her neighbour. Jenny made fender ties and Vicky crocheted her little blanket of scrap yarn. The 4 humans and 3 dogs were very relaxed until a couple came along and the woman bent to say hello to Leo. The next we knew she was scooping him up in her arms! Jenny joined us in a startled warning that he bites! Thankfully Leo seemed overcome with amazement that someone would pick him up that he just sat there stunned until he could be transferred to Vicky's arms. The woman wasn't flustered or remorseful and seemed convinced that Leo wouldn't have bitten her because he was just such a sweetie. Her partner seemed rather embarrassed, trying to convey that he kept telling her not to do things like this. She flounced off down the towpath leaving us flabbergasted.
Well done Leo, you coped a lot better than the rest of us!
On the Friday, we enjoyed Jenny and Boy's company for Pizza Friday (the third on the trot). That night, Leo woke Vicky up at stupid o'clock, as per usual. She'd seen that there was a chance of seeing the aurora borealis so peaked out the porthole without expecting much. When she saw stars in the sky she thought it was worth going out on the stern. The sky seemed a little different so she set the phone camera on a long exposure, then rushed in to show a sleepy Will. Is this pinky colour the aurora?
We couldn't see anything specific with our eyes but Vicky set off for a night photography session and was pleased to get a few nice shots.Read more

S BaptieOh Vi, I'm cross for you on Leo's behalf! People really don't think before they act 💕

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsI know, he's improved so much lately but it could have turned out very differently and it would have been awful to have her hurt but it would also have set him back a lot.
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- Day 375
- Tuesday, May 7, 2024 at 4:45 PM
- ☁️ 18 °C
- Altitude: 99 m
EnglandWheaton Aston52°42’56” N 2°13’2” W
Wheaton Aston

The day started at Gnosall water point where we spent a very long time filling Rainboat's very empty tank. A 500l capacity means we are able to spend a lot longer in places without water than we ever were in the motorhome, which only held 100l.
The sun shone as we cruised along another stretch of gorgeous scenery between Gnosall and Wheaton Aston. Instead of using locks to move boats up and down with the countours of the land, the canal builders cut straight through the contours. Vertiginous slopes dripped moss and young ferns unfurling fresh spring foliage. Ivy and bramble vines dangled over the sides, giving the illusion of being transported back in time to a prehistoric age.
Despite the shade the day was hot and Vicky felt weak and faint. PoTS (postural tachycardia syndrome) often accompanies ME and gets worse with heat. Luckily Will was full of beans and we both felt mentally invigorated by the views around us.
Wheeton Aston is a busy spot but we managed to find a space and when Jenny arrived on The Black Cat the following day she found one too. We're finding boats compressed into the the official mooring points here on the Shropshire Union because 'the Shroppie Shelf' protruding underwater several feet from the bank makes it difficult to moor elsewhere.
Opposite the towpath moorings The Hartley pub provided private leisure moorings and we dropped in for lunch. It was a bit of a wait but the manager was really friendly and the food was good quality and cheap.
The village has a small shop but Will is trying to exercise more so cycled to Penkridge, over 7 miles away to buy bait from a fishing shop. The country road was hairy at times but luckily he made it back in one piece.Read more
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- Day 360
- Monday, April 22, 2024
- ☁️ 9 °C
- Altitude: 79 m
EnglandStafford52°48’26” N 2°7’3” W
Stafford

From outside The Navigation, just a short walk from our Gnosall Heath moorings, busses leave for Stafford every half hour. We visited a couple of times as there is a good fishing shop and an Argos where we were able to pick up an Ebay order.
The journey took us close to Derrington, where we'd stayed in the motorhome for a few months during lockdown. A wonderful person called Helen Brown and her husband at the time had taken half a dozen motorhomes in at their smallholding, given us free use of their games room, washing machine and regular Sunday roasts. We always smile when we think back on it.
Crossing the roundabouts coned off for roadworks, the bus dropped us outside the Guildhall Centre; a permanently closed shopping mall. Our eyes lit up when we saw signs for an indoor market but this too was closed; only operating a few days a week.
Walking up a side street, it seemed every other shop was boarded up. Businesses on the main street fared better, but there were few shoppers. Despite its history, beautiful tudor buildings and park, Stafford is a town in trouble.
We decided on another trip down memory lane and headed to the Verso Lounge; the cafe we'd picked Leo up from nearly two years ago! Boycie's Bridge rescue operates from people's homes so they frequently use this dog friendly café as a place to meet potential adopters.
We went on to buy a few of the items we needed, but mostly from chain stores. Will was happy to visit a good fishing shop on the edge of town. While he was browsing Vicky walked round the corner to find a cluster of antique shops, but these too were closed.Read more

TravelerI think so many towns are the same unless they're visitable places, such as Ledbury where we have been living now for 17+ years. The longest we've lived in any place, even Stourbridge where we lived twice - once in the 80s and then again in the 90s but with a gap from 86-93.

TravelerSad to see these historic towns run down and pretty desolate. Good you supported it as best you could.

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsYes, it was sad to see and sad for locals who have lost jobs and services.
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- Day 359
- Sunday, April 21, 2024
- ☁️ 12 °C
- Altitude: 102 m
EnglandGnosall52°46’58” N 2°16’28” W
Gnosall Heath and Newport

We were excited to moor near Gnosall because Will had bought his first house here in his early 20s on St Laurence Way.
It was a beautiful cruise through farm and woodland, our view filled with fresh green leaves and white blossom on cow parsley and hawthorn.
We stopped at Norbury junction for services and while sitting outside waiting for the water tank to fill, Leo and Tiger greeted a whole load of people and dogs, all in good spirits because of the warm sunshine. Even Abby came out to oversee the interactions.
Posters advertised Norbury Canal Festival taking place in a couple of weeks, over the bank holiday weekend. We hadn't visited a canal festival as livaboards, so decided to hang around at Gnosall Heath, just 2 miles away and return on the bikes.
We first stayed at a 5 day moorings, then shuffled a under a bridge to a stretch that wasn't restricted, meaning we could stay for up two weeks. Gnosall Heath is a really well cared for village and the canalside even more so. The council have adopted part of it, a volunteer group works to maintain the towpath and the homes with gardens leading onto the water certainly make the most of it.
There was plenty to do during our extended stay. Nearby steps led to the Stafford to Newport Greenway; a 12 mile stretch of old railway line repurposed for walking, cycling and riding. Will cycled both ways and Vicky accompanied him on a trip to Newport to get bits and bobs from Screwfix and some plants from the large Garden Centre. Being a little further away, we used the regular number 5 bus to visit Stafford a couple of times.
In Gnosall Heath there is a good fish and chip shop and two pubs; The Boat and The Navigation. The latter does particularly good beef burgers but poor jacket potatoes. Will cycled up to St Laurence Way to see his old home and took regular walks to the Premier, where we were also able to pick up more ebay deliveries. One of them was a can crusher, which helped reduce the volume of rubbish building up during our extended stay.
With no cruising to do, Will ploughed his energies into DIY, mounting our new external aerial on a 6ft pole that folds down for when we travel. Even when the pole isn't raised, the new aerial and a router to replace our mifi device give a massive boost to internet reception. BBC iPlayer have recently stopped program downloads, meaning we need to stream, but this is rarely a problem with the new setup.
Our computer monitor is on the port side of the saloon, but the nearest port side socket was in the dinette. Leo had occasionally shown interest in chewing the live wire 🤯. Will therefore put his electrical knowledge to work and fitted a new socket directly behind the monitor. It not only looks neater but we have peace of mind that our little munchkin won't get a big shock.
Finally Will fitted some extra wall hooks in the galley for his cooking apron and oven gloves, or wet coats to dry on rainy days. Outside he attached a J hook to the stern to hang our life ring and save it taking up space on the roof.
Phew! Well done Will 😁
One of the best things about our stay at Gnosall was that we were joined by our good friend Jenny, with her dog Boy and cat Amber. Leo and Tiger loved popping over to The Black Cat for cups of tea and Jenny brought Boy over to ours for a few pizza nights and fish and chips. The latter was to celebrate 1 year aboard Rainboat! It has been a wonderful year and we feel so happy to be living on the water.
Bank holdiay weekend was warm and sunny for the Norbury Canal Festival. Though a relatively small event, there were more boats trading than we'd expected, some of whom we'd met before. We made an effort to support as many of them as we could and enjoyed feeling part of this community.Read more
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- Day 355
- Wednesday, April 17, 2024
- 🌬 9 °C
- Altitude: 79 m
EnglandCheswardine52°51’49” N 2°26’34” W
The Wharf Tavern

Wednesday's cruise was short in distance but involved the 5 locks of Tyrley flight. The canal was cut into the landscape, exposing beautiful swathes of red sandstone covered in moss and ivy. It was really beautiful.
Approaching the lowest lock we saw there was a hire boat on its way down so pulled over and waited. Happily a no nonsense volunteer lockie had put herself in charge of the otherwise confused and disorganised crew of five and it wasn't long before Rainboat was battling the forceful bywash and motoring into the lock.
The volunteer had great coordination skills and luck really was on our side as we met boats emerging from each of the following locks, meaning they were all set and the gates open for us. We were through in no time and had planned to stop but on the lockie's advice we carried on through 'the cutting'. This was a very narrow stretch cut deep into the landscape with tall bridges arching over it. Usually a crew member would walk ahead to warn of oncoming boats but landslips had made the towpath impassable and further narrowed the channel. Months of high rainfall meant new landslides were imminent and we could see the sense in getting through while we still could.
Our hearts were in our mouths, trying to focus on the distance for any oncoming vessels, while gaping, awed by the slicks of bare earth and boulders stretching down the slopes into the water.
Our luck held out; the undercut rock ledges stayed put as we pottered past and we only encountered one boat, who sensibly held back at a point just wide enough to pass with little grounding of the hull.
It was a relief when the cutting suddenly opened up to flat fields. We moored close to The Wharf Tavern - a pub recommended by other boaters. Attached was a caravan site and permanent moorings, which no doubt complemented the Tavern's customer base.
When we visited for lunch we found it to be a light and airy space that had been recently refurbished. It was busier than many other pubs on a midweek lunchtime but didn't feel crowded. It was good to see a waterside pub doing well.Read more
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- Day 349
- Thursday, April 11, 2024
- ☁️ 18 °C
- Altitude: 80 m
EnglandMarket Drayton52°54’44” N 2°28’37” W
Market Drayton

Abby the Tabby was due her booster jabs and Market Drayton had a vets just 15 minutes walk away from the canal. We called ahead, registered and made an appointment. Vicky got Abby's previous vets to email her records so the new practice would know what type of vaccine she'd had.
It was a gorgeous sunny day to travel and we moored next to a hedge lined field just out of town. A busy road could be heard but not seen and the towpath was well maintained and dry underfoot for the dogs to enjoy a good run.
Abby protested with a few meows when Vicky bundled her into the carrier and set off with it slung over her shoulder with a makeshift strap. She found the walk less stressful than a car ride though and perhaps even enjoyed seeing the sights from the safety of the box. She was an angel at the vets, who were happy with her health. There's a little muscle wastage in her back legs as she isn't as mobile as she used to be. Vicky has been snipping the tips of her claws lately as they aren't retracting easily - another sign of old age. This has made it more comfortable for her and stopped her getting nails snagged in fabrics.
Market Drayton's canalside is beautiful, with neatly trimmed grass, flowers outside the end of gardens, finger moorings and an old wharf and marina. It's a 10 minute walk into the town itself, many parts of which have suffered in the economic downturn. Empty shops and others only open on certain days seemed as common as those still trading full time. One business that is thriving is the Joules Brewery Tap- the Red Lion. Sunday was warm and sunny so we took the dogs for a mosey round town and a drink outside the pub. We liked it so much we went back the next day!Read more
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- Day 348
- Wednesday, April 10, 2024
- 🌬 11 °C
- Altitude: 76 m
EnglandKinsey Heath52°58’9” N 2°30’30” W
Top of Audlem flight

After a couple of rainy days we took advantage of a dry morning to move up the last two locks of the Audlem flight.
An honesty stall outside the house at the top lock sold homemade cakes, meat pies and ice cream tubs. Will treated himself to a pork pie and we moored shortly afterwards.
Between us we weren't up to much. Vicky's Covid symptoms were improving but the virus had taken it out of her. Will's Covid symptoms were just starting.
We didn't manage much during our stay apart from short walks with the dogs and a bit of fishing for Will. After Vicky's trip up north and the excitement of a family visit we were happy just to rest and recover.Read more

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsIt was obviously a labour of love. Apparently if you time it right you can get things still warm from the oven. Unfortunately no vegan options but Will enjoyed his pie 😋
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- Day 346
- Monday, April 8, 2024
- ☁️ 14 °C
- Altitude: 58 m
EnglandAudlem52°58’28” N 2°30’35” W
Audlem lock flight with family

Always planning ahead, Will had been aware of the 15 Audlem locks for some time. Happily, he'd also been aware that our great niece Kaiya wanted to visit Rainboat with sister Sue and brother in law John. We couldn't have them getting bored now could we?
After a long journey up from Kent, the three booked into their Nantwich hotel and drove to the edge of town, parking on the street below the canal embankment. We were all happy to see each other again but Leo showed his excitement the most, leaping on laps and licking faces whether our poor guests wanted him to or not! 😳 Vicky dug out a mask from Covid times and kept her distance while Will prepared pizza bases for everyone to add their own toppings to.
The following day it was bacon sarnies and pancakes for breakfast before we began the big cruise. John went ahead to park at the Shroppie Fly pub and walk back along the towpath to meet us. Will had originally planned to go with him but stayed on Rainboat because Vicky didn't know whether she'd be well enough to do locks or drive. (Sorry John!)
In the end, being with family boosted her energy and after working the first couple of locks with Kaiya and Sue, she was able to take Rainboat through the rest. Kaiya teamed up with Will to go ahead and set the locks; opening the bottom gate paddles and when the water had drained, the gates themselves. Sue and John formed the rear guard, waiting with Vicky while the locks filled, then letting Rainboat go and closing the paddles and gates behind her. They all worked really well together and we raced along as fast as any narrowboat could have. Kaiya did especially well, being so patient when leading nervous Tiger Lilly and working the heavy gates.
Mooring near the Shroppie Fly, Vicky rested while the others went for lunch. Will was delighted to be able to share the delicious cheeseboard on the menu; not something he's able to do with Vicky.
Back to work and we made it to early afternoon before it began to rain. Thankfully everyone had wellies (Kaiya having bought some particular fetching sparkly ones on route). After the 13th Audlem lock there was a stretch where we could moor, so we called it a day and in typical Spring style the sun came out! Vicky curled up with the furries in bed while Will, Kaiya, Sue and John sat out on the stern with a cuppa before returning to the pub for tea. Kaiya had a very well deserved sticky toffee pudding for desert 😋
It had been a big day and we couldn't believe how far we'd come in such little time. It made a massive difference having two teams of two on the locks and a fifth on the boat. Of course we'd have loved just spending time together, but it was fun taking on the challenge of the locks and we're really grateful for all the help!
As often happens when you are having fun, the time with our family seemed to go too quickly. We're already looking forward to the next time we meet up!Read more
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- Day 333
- Tuesday, March 26, 2024 at 10:17 PM
- 🌧 7 °C
- Altitude: 28 m
EnglandNantwich53°4’15” N 2°32’10” W
Nantwich

From The Olde Barbridge Inn it was a straight run tp Nantwich, where Vicky would take the train up to Newcastle for ten days to celebrate her birthday with family and get the motorhome serviced and MOTd.
We stopped at the water point and services but it was so busy we needed to wait on the opposite bank until there was space to pull in.
The winter exemption to the 2 day mooring sections came to an end while Will was moored so he tootled up and down a few times to stay within the rules. The dogs are used to having one of us to sit with them whole the other drives and made travel difficult for Will on his own.
The motorhome didn't pass its MOT and Vicky had to come back to Nantwich with it still in the garage waiting for the air bag unit to be repaired.
Avanti trains had called an all out strike on the day she'd booked to return and she ended up spending an additional £50 on new tickets, taking 3 trains and a bus over the course of 7.5 hours. She was feeling dreadful as she'd picked up a virus and was glad she wore a face mask to protect others because the day after she got back she tested positive for Covid .Read more
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- Day 331
- Sunday, March 24, 2024
- ⛅ 10 °C
- Altitude: 52 m
EnglandBarbridge53°6’23” N 2°34’32” W
The Olde Barbridge Inn

We were glad we'd stayed put at Tilstone Lock during yesterday's rain and hail because it was a beautiful morning for cruising. More and more people are coming out of hibernation to enjoy the canals and a couple helped us through the double lock at Bunbury while a guy with two kids looked on, explaining how the whole thing worked.
We'd passed The Olde Barbridge Inn several times previously. Will had been in for a pint when we were moored opposite it back in November, but we'd never eaten there so we pulled in to the narrow towpath, aiming to have lunch the following day.
Like the Cheshire Cat, the Barbridge Inn is another well known point of reference for boaters. There were a lot of craft moored nearby and we were lucky to get as close as we did. The Inn and its beer garden occupy several hundred metres of waterside and offer free 24 hour moorings for those using the establishment. We were tempted, but we'd have had to take Leo too close to a road when walking him so it was better to let him run free on the towpath than pick him up and carry him past the danger.
Will is really enjoying spending time on the stern fishing now the weather has warmed up. Vicky was feeling well and spent her time painting photo frames and a wooden sign to warn towpath users that Abby might be outside.
The Olde Barbridge is a large pub and despite it being a quiet time there were a number of other people in for food. Our waiter was super friendly and the food nice but a little expensive.
We'd planned to carry on to Nantwich afterwards but with rain and wind forecast all afternoon we postponed the journey to the following morning.Read more
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- Day 328
- Thursday, March 21, 2024 at 10:01 PM
- ☁️ 11 °C
- Altitude: 65 m
EnglandTilstone Fearnall53°8’28” N 2°38’7” W
Hailstones at Tilstone Lock, nr Bunbury

Four more locks under our belts on the journey towards Nantwich, where Vicky will catch the train to visit family and friends in the North East. Happily there was a hire boat with a family of four going in the same direction, so we were able to share the locks and halve the work 🙂
We saw another two kingfishers perched on low branches as we passed. One flew off but the other stood its ground and we got a lovely close up view, but no photo I'm afraid. It is exciting to think they'll be pairing up, making their nest in the end of a river bank burrow and laying eggs soon!
This section of the Shropshire Union is wonderfully rural. We're pretty sick of the rain and mud (there were even hailstone showers during our stay!) but the birdsong and wildflowers do bring us happiness. Celandine line many sections of path, Daisy's and Dandelions are beginning to appear and on the undisturbed opposite bank there were even Marsh Marigolds and Sorrel.Read more

TravelerOn my walks around here there are lots of celandines as well as windflowers (wood anemones) and violets. Of course we also have lots of wild daffodils around here too. They're lovely flowers, much more delicate than the cultivated ones although some of those are pretty too.

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsI've never heard them called windflowers before Jane- a lovely name! I guess they come with the Spring storms.
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- Day 325
- Monday, March 18, 2024
- ☁️ 14 °C
- Altitude: 11 m
EnglandHuxley53°8’49” N 2°44’28” W
Muddy paws once more at The Shady

We saw 4 Kingfishers while cruising! We haven't seen any for months and all of a sudden there were four. They are such beautiful birds, it always lifts our spirits to see them.
A few days back we'd needed to top our diesel up with our emergency supply as it had dropped below the level at which the heating system draws it out. Today's mission was therefore to reach Tattenhall Marina to replenish our tank.
We'd already cycled to Chester and back so set off in the afternoon. Thankfully there were no locks to slow our progress and we reached the marina in a few hours. It was a tight turning and we couldn't initially see where the fuel point was amongst the rows of boats. The wind was gusting and it was tricky 90° turn in between finger pontoons. Will did really well and we'd just sighed in relief when we realised the boat was front in and the diesel point was at the back 😭 Another bit of expert maneuvering and Will had spun Rainboat around and backed her in. The folk running the marina were really nice and loved Tiger and Leo. We'd also spotted our friends Tom and Sharyn on Whiskey Beo so went over for a catch up. We'd met them and their two dogs Cari and Rocky at Llangollen Basin over christmas. They were on their way to Chester so we were able to give them advice about where to moor.
Once we'd filled with diesel we'd have happily moored anywhere but there didn't seem to be a break in the mud on the towpath. We ended up carrying on to The Shady where we'd stayed before. There was still mud but at least we could go to the pub and there were lanes nearby that we could walk Tiger on.
There has been a massive increase in the number of boats on the move; most of them in share schemes where each part owner gets alloted a certain number of weeks each year. We've found ourselves once again having to explain that we're not on a coming from or going to anywhere in particular. We're at a point on a very long journey. We know it isn't for everyone but we do feel fortunate to be doing what we're doing 🥰Read more
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- Day 323
- Saturday, March 16, 2024 at 4:58 PM
- ☁️ 9 °C
- Altitude: 26 m
EnglandChristleton53°10’55” N 2°50’17” W
The Cheshire Cat 🐱

The Cheshire Cat pub is often mentioned in canal guides and by boaters as a point of reference. It is set in affluent suburbs with large detached houses whose manicured gardens sloped down to the water. Several had Weeping Willows, whose bows arched over the canal, dangling a curtain of branches just coming into leaf. Cherry and Magnolia blossom added creams and pinks to the Spring scene and you couldn't help but smile when the sun was out.
We moored a short distance away from the Cat so the dogs wouldn't be disturbed and went for lunch on Saturday. It was a well presented place with four different areas varying from formal dining to a snug with wingback chairs. A Grains and Greens salad was just what Vicky needed to give her a boost and Will was impressed by the butternut and chick pea burger. It wasn't too busy on this first visit but when we returned the following day for a drink with the dogs it was almost full. It was St Patricks Day but there didn't seem to be any special promotions. The Cheshire Cat clearly isn't one of the many struggling pubs.
We claimed the last place in the snug, which had a dog or two at three of the four other tables. Leo loved all the activity and hopped onto the floor to get closer to the action. Since we had Caroline the behaviourist visit in February we've been working hard to build a closer bond between him and Will in order to help his fear aggression. It was therefore a really great moment when Leo put his front paws on Will's legs and asked to sit on his lap 😊
Before we moved on we took both bikes out for the first time this year and cycled back along the towpaths into Chester. Vicky visited Abakhan Fabrics and picked out some bits and bobs to make a full length harness for Tiger; one that we're sure she won't slip out of if, for example she falls in while at a lock. The shop bought harnesses cost upwards of £50 and Vicky will enjoy the project. We knew we wouldn't have easy access to shops forba while so Will stocked up at the waterside Waitrose and we cycled back to set off that afternoon.Read more
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- Day 318
- Monday, March 11, 2024
- ☁️ 9 °C
- Altitude: 15 m
EnglandChristleton53°11’24” N 2°51’6” W
Boughton Cricket Pitch

It was time to move out of the city and on to a quieter spot. The journey was a lot of effort over a short distance. First we navigated the staircase of the three deep Northgate locks, then a further three single locks.
We stopped a few hundred metres beyond the Bridge Inn, where we'd moored a few weeks back, to settle ourselves beside Boughton Hall Cricket Club. The difference between these two places was striking considering how close they were. The pub was run down with flaking paint and cigarette butts trodden into the towpath. Small terraced houses and a noisy road sat behind it. The cricket pitch was beautifully mown, with a well maintained fence that had recently had ivy removed. On the opposite bank were cul-de-sacs of semi detached houses with drives and little gardens. As a rule, people walking past the Inn would keep their eyes to the ground, intent on their business. Those by the cricket pitch were mostly happy to exchange a few words in passing or stop and give the dogs some fuss.Read more
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- Day 315
- Friday, March 8, 2024 at 11:39 PM
- ☁️ 5 °C
- Altitude: 7 m
EnglandChester53°11’38” N 2°54’1” W
Chester Basin

Warning- lots of mundane detail of our day to day life on board in this post.
Prior to setting off Will opened the weed hatch and removed a couple of sections of plastic tape the propeller had picked up. The water was full of sediment so he couldn't see what he was doing. It was also cold enough to be painful if he kept his hands submerged too long. Our luck held out until we reached the outskirts of Chester, when the propeller suddenly emitted a nasty clanging noise and the engine ground and began to falter. Adrift in the middle of the canal it was Vicky's turn with the weed hatch. To her dismay she felt a thick wire she thought might be a bicycle spoke. It turned out to be a fishing umbrella, complete with fabric. Will managed to get us into the side and as Vicky snapped, pulled and untwisted the thing from on the deck, he used a boat pole with hook to drag the rest out from below, onto the bank.
Thankfully it wasn't too long before we pulled up in Chester Basin. Our spirits were lifted when we were able to nab the last space left on the quieter grassy side.
Having done the touristy things on our last visit, we focused on the facilities the city could offer us this time. At the post office Will sent the drone controller off for repair and we picked up a couple of large bags of kibble for the dogs. We feed them a dried food called Percuro, made from insects to avoid supporting the low welfare meat industry and to reduce the carbon footprint. Next was the newsagents to pick up ebay orders of charcoal to filter our drinking water as well as some charcoal pouches to help dehumidify the bedroom. We've yet to see how effective they are but they don't use any power and are safe for the furries so we thought they were worth a go.
A few weeks back the diamond had fallen out and been lost from Vicky's engagement ring. On our last visit we'd found a nice replacement among the cluster of jewellery shops in and around The Rows. We'd ummed and ahhed but finally decided to go ahead and get it, which made us both happy.
We tired ourselves out walking/carrying the dogs to the out of town shopping centre along a busy and dirty main road. Pets at Home didn't have a harness suitable for Tiger (one she won't slip out of if she happens to fall at locks), nor did they have nail scissors suitable for Abby (at 14 her claws don't retract well and she often gets hooked on fabric). The lithium ion battery of our mifi has expanded worryingly but Curry's didn't seem to have more than one device and the staff, who looked like students, were more interested in catching up on the latest gossip than helping us. We were pretty fed up, but happily Homebase saved the day by selling us several things that had been on our shopping list for quite some time. Leo and Tiger also got Vicky some lovely violas for mothers' day (aren't they thoughtful 😉).
One of the great things about Chester Basin is that you can get to the Water Tower Gardens without going near any roads. Leo could therefore walk all the way. In these gardens is a bowling green with nice short grass. Leo went wild, racing back and fourth, really loving the wide open space and soft ground. With his little legs and bald belly he doesn't find it pleasant walking through grass that has been left to grow, so this was a real treat for him.
On one side of the basin were student halls. Considering it was Friday and Saturday nights they didn't make much noise but they made enough to unsettle Leo, which led to a couple of nights of broken sleep for us.
On the other side of the basin was a branch leading to the River Dee. This is one of the Inland Waterways Silver Propeller locations -if you visit 20 of these little used stretches you can claim a special plaque. We would have gone but the branch was closed for repairs for another month. Never mind, with a whole network to explore we'll come across another opportunity before too long.Read more

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsThanks Sue, despite the problems he faces he is joyful a lot of the time so I'm glad I can show this 😊
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- Day 314
- Thursday, March 7, 2024
- ☁️ 8 °C
- Altitude: 32 m
EnglandChester Zoo53°13’34” N 2°52’53” W
Between Ellesmere Port and Chester

We had a lock free cruise, stopping at mooring rings midway between Ellesmere Port and Chester. On the opposite bank were stables and an outdoor arena where we enjoyed watching a young horse being schooled. Halfway up a hill on the towpath side we could see a very tall, strong wire fence, behind which lay the grounds of Chester Zoo. We heard some very unusual animal noises but didn't see any of the creatures making them during our stay.
We spent a couple of days here to slow down and rest before heading back into the city. Rainboat's engine had clocked 250 hours of running time so
Will carried out a service with oils and filters he'd picked up from Nantwich Canal Centre in February.
Apart from melodious Spring birdsong it was a quiet spot and the towpath had been recently layed, meaning it was dry underfoot. A border of close-planted Hawthorn saplings had become well established. Their trunks had recently been sliced in order to bend them over at 45° and weave them into a hedge. It was great to see the technique in practice to replace some of the many miles of hedge the UK has lost in recent decades.Read more

S BaptieReally interesting to see 🙂 you wouldn't think they would be able to withstand that without it affecting growth/health! So hardy!

Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsI know, unfortunately it had affected the health of some where they'd slipped and sliced all the way through the trunk 🥴
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- Day 312
- Tuesday, March 5, 2024
- ⛅ 12 °C
- Altitude: 8 m
EnglandShropshire Union Canal53°17’16” N 2°53’33” W
Ellesmere Port

In another day of gorgeous sunshine with some real warmth, we cruised to the end of the Shropshire Union Canal at Ellesmere Port. Although the canal corridor continued to be green, the area surrounding it became increasingly industrialised. Ellesmere Port is the site of the Stanlow oil refinery (the second largest industrial space in the UK) and the UK's only Vauxhall car factory. It also has the Cheshire Oaks Designer Outlet - the UKs largest outlet village and is just a stone's throw over the Mersey from Liverpool, so demand for housing is high.
The nearer we got to the end of the line the more floating debris there were. Rainboat's hull slid over silt banks built up under bridges and near banks, threatening to ground us.
We were wondering whether we'd find somewhere far enough away from road noise to get a decent night's sleep, but we needn't have worried as the basin at the end, next to the National Waterways museum was quiet enough.
Boaters Tom and Jim helped haul us in and lent us their hose (as it was already out) to fill with water. They chatted with Will as the tank filled and even gave him a lift to shops in their car on their way back.
Vicky fetched fish and chips for tea. The underpasses and the town itself felt quite neglected and rough but the basin was well cared for and welcoming. Beyond it lay the Manchester Ship Canal, running alongside the Mersey estuary on whose bank we could see the lights of Liverpool at night.
The Waterways Museum was closed the day we arrived but open at 10am the next morning. We were happy to see the signs saying it was dog friendly. When we came to buy our tickets the attendant told us the site was partly closed due to recent thefts and the police investigation. School groups were also scheduled to use other areas so they'd decided to grant everyone free entry!
Outside were docks, locks, historical slipways and of course boats. A working forge with multiple furnaces was being used by a craftsman who rented the space but was happy to chat. Most of the volunteers were gathered in the warm 'Power Hall' where they tended to and fired up historical engines large and small. These had been salvaged from various river and canal boats, pumphouses and there was even one that used to operate a swing bridge over the Manchester Ship canal. At the far end of the museum lay the Porters Row Cottages that used to be part of the main street when Ellesmere Port first began to establish itself. They were decked out in the styles of different ages, beginning back in the 1800s, right through to the 1950s. It was an interesting progression to follow and we were able to do so at our own pace as there were very few other visitors around.
Our visit to the museum was well worth it, but beyond this there was nothing to keep us at Ellesmere Port so we set off back towards Chester that afternoon. Before we could do this though, Will wanted to take Rainboat through the two Whitby locks contained within the museum grounds, just to say we'd travelled to the very end of the Shropshire Union. Beyond them was the lower basin with a waterfront hotel and another lock that separated the Shroppie from the Manchester Ship Canal. There was a choice of narrow or wide locks and happily a volunteer lockie was happy to help Vicky work through the easier narrow ones, so our passage up and down didn't take long at all. Other volunteers were busy dragging the growing islands of Pennywort out of the water in an effort to forestall their inevitable spread that made our passage to the Wigan flight so difficult back in October.Read more
TravelerLove the SVR but haven't travelled on it for some years now. Bistrot Pierre in Kiddi is where I've met up with college friends a few times the last couple of years. They do a reasonably priced prix fixe lunch. We all met at Shenstone New College, Bromsgrove but our 2nd year was on site at Shenstone near Kiddi, the original Shenstone College where my art teacher from school attended her teacher training :) Shenstone is where I first met Jeremy Purcell as one of my college friends was his student mentor :)
Vicky 'n' Will's TravelsOh wow, so many connections! You should definitely treat yourself to another trip on the SVR, it was so much fun!